Phoenix Maplewood Leaving your keys in my car

ooc; 8 for hel

this was a friendly spar, and therefore she was not going to unleash the proverbial beast upon the man. hardened by experience, Heloise would calm her mind as he rushed at her. her pale gaze briefly closed, hearing the thumps upon the earth as he neared. the pivot did not work; carrying him forward and missing her completely. she felt her body react instinctively, going for the scruff of his neck.

options were laid bare as he tried to establish his balance. but she would not do any of them. the scruff... it was thickest and therefore would hurt the least. her jaws would flash, attempting to seal themselves on the edge and therefore most of her grip was fur. she was compassionate; his blunder meant nothing to her. she was not going to exploit it. if she dug deeper, it was not the woman's intention. she aimed for his thick ruff and that was all.